"You're Right!"

Being right is not something that I generally am. I don’t have the greatest memory in the world and I remember more about people than I do other things. So in talking with friends intellectually about politics or history I tend to get quiet because I invariably say something incorrect. I end up looking blonder than I pay to be!

I have a friend that has a mind like a steel trap. She knows everything and remembers everything she learns and hears. In a conversation with her, I always defer to her if we disagree on a topic.

A couple of days ago I was recognized as being right – twice! One time felt really great and the other felt terrible. It made me think that I’d rather not be right at all. I would rather be a part of finding solutions and collaborating new ideas and fresh insights with others.

I was in a conversation with a friend who enjoys discussing politics. We are not going to be voting for the same candidate in November and as usually the case, I question why he has made his particular choice. It typically boils down to the word, “change” which leads me to the argument that we will never truly enjoy change in our country until our government as is becomes scrapped and we start over. As long as senators get paid more than the president and enjoy long-term power and financial reward from lobbyists, politics will remain the same – no matter who is in office. My friend agreed with my summation and acknowledged, “You are exactly right.”

Wow! Who knew? It felt so nice to hear and to end our daily discussion on this note. I loved it!

On my way home from work that same day, I was talking to Kelly on the phone – as is our custom – and he shared that he started reading a book I recommended. (In a Pit with a Lion on a Snowy Day by Mark Batterson – It is a great read!!) It led him to remember a decision that he felt was thrust upon us five years ago but know appears to have been chosen by him. He said that instead of the path we had taken, we should have not moved at all. He asked what I thought and I hesitated before answering. Because five years ago, I suggested that maybe the choice is to stay.

This time being right, without hearing anyone acknowledge it, was horrible. I wanted my opinion to be considered five years ago. Now I just want to be a part of the decision making to tomorrow.

Everyone wants to matter. Everyone wants to be respected and valued. Everyone wants to have a voice. Everyone wants to have someone listen to their voice. Let’s listen with our ears and our hearts. God is speaking. I want to hear!!

Speak to ME, Lord! I want to hear Your voice today!